New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1887-01-23

mess wo had of it Mrs Colonel - was 10
quested not to stand the order Of her going but
to go at once; Edward was instructed never
again to admit that woman to the White
House" "And now,' said Mr.. Lincoln, "tel
your colleague to get that long-legged woman
back to Connecticut or never expect to ask OF me
q favor again."
One evening at q crowded party given by Soma
tor Dixon was forced by the press into q corner
and on looking around found my next neighbor
was Secretary Stanton. BY and by Dixon came
along and spying US said stanton tell him the
scene between old Abe and you the night Of the
battle OF Gettysburg" Stanton then related the
following:
Mr.. Lincoln had been excessively solicitous
about the result Of that battle 1t was known
that Lee had crossed into Pennsylvania threat.
ened W ashington and that battle had been joined
near Gettysburg. upon which in all probability
the fate OF Washington and the issue Of tho war
depended The telegraphic wires ran into the
War Department and dispatches had been received
OF the results Of the first days fight. which showed
how desperate was the attack, the stubbornness
Of the defence and that the result was indecsivc
All that day and the next Mr.. Lincoln was IN an
agony of anxiety, running over, was his WON'T
to the War Office to aScer ain for himself the latest
news instead of waiting for the reports to be sent
him by his subOrdinatcs. Then came q long in
terval when nothing was heard from Meade, and
the President was wrought up to an intense pitch
OF excitement. Night came on and Stanton, seeing
the President worn out with care and anxiety.
persuaded him to return to the White House.
promising if anything came over tho wires during
the night to give him immediate Information. At
last toward midnight, came tho electric fash Of
that great victory which saved the Union.
Stanton seized the dispatch and ran as fast as he
colildto tho Executive Mansion, On the stairs and
knocked at the room where the President was
catching ftful sumber. "Who is there p no
heard in the voice of Mr.. Lincoln "Stanton." Tho
door was opened and Mr.. Lincoln appeared with
q light in his hand peering through the crack OF
the door, in the shortest nightdress and longest
legs" Stanton said, he @ human
being. Before Stanton. who was out Of breath.
could say word, the President, who had caught
with uncrring instinct the expression Of his face,
gave shout OF exultation, grabbed him with both
arms around the waist and danced him around the
chamber until they were both exhausted. They
then sat down upon trunk and the President.
who still In his nightdress read over and over
again the telegram and then discussed with him
the probabilities Of the future and the results Of
the victory until the day dawncd
Such q scene at midnight between two Of tho
greatest Americans whom this generation has
produced, TO whom All Wise Providence had
committed in largest measure the fate Of rcpublf
can liberty in this Western world, may not afford
q subject for the Hottest conceptions Of the poet
the painter. but more than any other incident
within my knowledge il shows the human nature
OF these two great men, and brings them home to
the hearts and the hearthstOncs Of the plain people
OF whom Mr.. Lincoln was, on whom he depended
and whom he loved. 1t shows him brOOding all
through those three awful days, with an anxiety
akin to agony which no one could share-worn
and weary with the long and doubtful conflict
between hope and fear-treadin, the wine press
for his People alone And at last when the light
ming flash had lifted the dark cloud dancing like
q schoolboy In the ocstacy of delight and exhibit
ing a touch OF that human nature which makes all
the world akin
As look back over the nterv ening years to tho
great men and great events Of those historic days
his figure rises before my memory tho grandest
and most majestic Of them all. There giants
in those days, but he lowered above them like
or Chlmborazo. lie great in
character in intellect, In wisdom, In tact. in cOun
ell, in Speech in heart, in person-in everything.
AUGUSTUS BRANDEGEE.